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Stitching Up the Seams

Summary: Phil can’t help but notice the boy with dead eyes who wears baggy jumpers all the time and barely talks anymore. Not being able to stand how sad he looks, Phil begins to slip notes into Dan’s locker in hopes of raising his spirits.
Word Count: 2216
Warnings: Implied self harm (doesn’t describe it at all, just implied), cussing, depression
Title Credit: Such Small Hands - La Dispute

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There is a boy with mocha hair and caramel eyes that turn slightly mahogany in the sun who has a dimple in his pale cheek and has long fingers that shake slightly whenever he talks or even when he reaches for things or writes. There is a boy with dark circles under his eyes who comes to school sometimes with curly hair and wears baggy sweaters that he constantly pulls over his hands like he’s nervous about something.

Phil didn’t know what he was nervous about.

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Skin Deep [M]

Taehyung x Reader
Fluff/SMUT/Slight Angst
Word Count: 5,800 
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Blank whiteness glared up at me through the blank page of unanswered math equations that reflected my empty mind with each second. Math never failed to show me just how stupid I thought I was. The numbers just wouldn’t come easily, scrambling together and switching places as I tried over and over to understand them. Thankfully I had a distraction.

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Finally got my hair back to a color I’m happy with

Old flames

Characters: Dean, Reader and mentions of Lisa.

Pairing: Dean x reader

Warnings: Some swearing.

Summary: Reader sees Dean in bar after years and he’s different. His whole life is. Does he act on his feelings for the reader or lets the reader leave again?

A/N: This is for @kittenofdoomage‘s classic movie quotes challenge and i was given Just when I thought I was out they pull me back in from the Godfather: Part iii. I hope y’all enjoy.

Originally posted by poorbeautifuldean

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A little something I wrote today at job. No beta, just my feels and my mistakes.

The sweetest way

He was sitting on the bed, his back leaning against the wall, still dizzy because of what happened a few minutes ago. His mind was filled with memories of bare skin, messy hair, shadows of flames licking the contour of luscious curves. He could still smell her scent, feel the heat of her body pressed against his. Did it was real? Wasn’t it just a dream? It had been so perfect that he couldn’t be sure. The taste of her lips, the softness of her touches, the sound of her moans…It was a dream, it couldn’t be otherwise.

As he was expecting to wake up any minute, the door of the bathroom opened and she was there.

She was there, real and alive. She was there, naked and smiling, her long caramel hair falling on her shoulders. She was there, more gorgeous than ever.

She didn’t say a word, she just stared at him, her eyes shining with joy as she walked to the bed and sat up next to him, facing him.

Marcus didn’t make a move, he didn’t even try because he was too captivated by the glorious woman in front of him.

«A penny for your thoughts,» she said after a few seconds as she softly let her fingers starting to run on his chest.

Marcus offered her a shy smile and shook his head, softly.

«Nothing,» he answered at first but she raised an eyebrow and as always she won.

«You’ll think it’s stupid,» he said with shifty eyes.

«Just tell me,» she insisted with a tender voice.

«I…I feel like I was waiting for this, I mean, for us. Like if I had waited for you and me my entire life without knowing it,» he confessed with an embarrassed smile at the corner of his lips.

Abby remained quiet but her smile was growing.

«See, this is stupid,» he added with a sigh, bending his head.

«I love you,» the words get out of her mouth like if it was the most natural thing in the world.

Marcus looked up at her and remained speechless, shocked. It was the first time she was saying it explicitly and it undid him completely.

She was smiling with her whole face. Her lips were smiling, her eyes were smiling and at this moment she seemed filled only with love and pure happiness.

He wanted to say it back, to make her know how badly he was in love with her but he was too overwhelmed to speak. He just stared at her, like the stupid idiot in love he was but, as always, she took the lead.

Abby grabbed his face with one hand and leaned toward him. The light pressure of her fingers on his jaw invited him to lift his head and he didn’t resist. She captured his lips with hers and he was lost. Lost in her love, lost in her passion, lost in her. In her arms, nothing else mattered anymore.

Deep down inside him, Marcus knew that even if they were about to die, it wasn’t important anymore because now, he knew what love, real love felt like. She had shown him in the sweetest way.

Always be There

Gabriel x Reader

Warnings: sadness and death

Plot: You’ve always had feeling for the angel but when will you tell him?

A/n: I’m so sorry I’m so inactive, I’ve been busy with school lately. Hopefully going to post more weekly. Please feel free to request anything you want me to write about

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Never would you’ve thought it would’ve been like this. How life twisted in and out, making a perfect pathway to guide you. As you said “rules are guides, you don’t need to take them”. Maybe this is why.

Growing up from a hunter society, barely fitting in with other people your age, though your father Bobby, taught you all you needed. To hunting deer to hunting demons, he got it covered. But it wasn’t him who made you fall from the pathway.

Seeing that whiskey eyed, caramel haired man. You knew things were going to take a turn.

You both became friends, best friends. Never leaving each other, the constant talks about nothing in particular. The laughs and smiles. Oh he would never forget. Through the hard times. And good times. He was always there.

You would watch his worried eyes as you would get beaten up badly from a hunt gone wrong with a vampire. He would heal your body, sending grace threw your veins. You would witness his face turn from terrified to seeing hope come alive.

He would love to see your smile. The one thing you sent him off. Seeing that look on your face when you laughed at one of his jokes about one of the fellow hunters. His constant jokes and flirtatious talk would bring your smile out of hiding in no time. The prank wars you would do to each other, were just one of the things he loved about you. To the loose glitter on ceiling fans, to airhorns behind every door, you still managed to love him.


From the countless hours of reading lore books, so much you began to see the words across the page spin around. He would always be there. He would come and brighten you day even if your day was fine.

He has the golden heart, always caring, even though people didn’t see that about him.

When your father died from a monster, your life went spiralling down the drain. You beat yourself about it, constantly thinking about about the ‘what if this’, ‘what if that’. He found you crying, back against the bed with your hands on your head. You felt arms around your body as you cried more. You fell against his chest and he just sat there holding you. Comforting you. He would be there until all the tears were gone and replaced with a smile.

He would do everything he could possibly do, to make your life better, saving you from the tides dragging you down.

Praying to him to come save you from nightmares, as you did. Not a second too soon you felt his arms around you, protecting you. Calling him when your car broke down in the middle of nowhere in the night. He always managed to make you feel happy.

The feeling grew every time you saw him. Still, never wanting to ruin the friendship to risk a relationship. Sure the lingering touches sent him overboard in a sea of love. But he couldn’t tell if you liked him back in that way. Though that didn’t stop him.

You would sneak out of the bunker you shared with the Winchesters, and drive away to a empty field meeting the angel infront of you. Seeing the beautiful sunset and the lovely scenery, the smell of fresh flowers as you sat in each other’s company on the hood of the car. Staying awake till morning, watching the sunrise as you could feel yourself drifting off.

He would always. Always be there.

You laid there on the ground, beaten up badly from a group of demons. The two brothers had some of it covered but you had bigger problems. You started to notice the blood trailing down your body. It didn’t matter much as you stood up ready to fight of more demons.

All you could get was the glimpse of something small and shiny speeding towards you and the yell of your name. It was too late. You collapsed to the ground in a heartbeat. All you could see was demons fighting. The impact on the fall, made your mind spin, until you got moved over, there you saw him again. But you knew this was it. He had your head lifted to see him as his eyes were watering. You gave one chuckle as you smiled, trying to stay conscious. You coughed with the red liquid bursting out.
“Hey, y/n…you need to stay with me okay?” You could hear his voice. You couldn’t feel his grace as he looked at you with sorry eyes. You opened your mouth again, barely getting the words out.
“I-I love you” You stayed awake enough to see his reaction of pure happiness and shock later swept by sorrow as you lay there lifeless in his arms. He still kneeled there, holding your body closer, letting his tears soak in with your blood.
“I love you too” he mumbled into your body. Wishing to see what you would do if he said that earlier.

He can’t get that out of his head. He laid there in bed wishing you were here next to him. He rolled over seeing the cold empty space where you should’ve been.

Originally posted by w-inchesterbrothers

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